Germany, 53520 Nürburg, Nürburgring Nordschleife.
Nürburgring, the ring with this special touch. The ring of the winners and losers, the ring of joy and grief.
I put the helmet on and take the passenger’s seat. Behind the steering wheel: The Castiron!
On one hand I am relaxed, on the other hand I feel a certain tension. The driver seems the picture of calm. Let’s go. First gear, second, third, forth. The first curve. From the driver seat comes the serene voice of The Castiron; this challenging track, this speed – and he talks! „You have to be on the left side before this corner ..., , here was the serious accident of ..., this is Karussell ...“ - Safe, calm, sovereign and fast.
Yes, Karussell: a steep curve, clattering, I guess concrete slabs. How fast are we? „Everything ok?“ – Yes, everything is ok. But I am getting warm and warmer and getting the butterflies; for such an adventure, is it better to eat before the start or not? One lap seems long.
„Tell me, when it is enough.“ No, I cannot give up after the first lap; one more! How does the man behind the steering wheel handle all this? Accelerating, shifting the gears, breaking, steering, searching gaps for overtaking, looking in the mirrors – everything on the spot. The car seems to neigh; and jumps out of its springs, sinks down onto its knees. Car and driver are stress-free and calm.
Enough? Yes, I think. I am not afraid, absolutely not. But it is strenuous, the g-forces, and it is quite warm in the car. Is this just my impression? I have a look to the driver seat; there he is, he drives, he talks, he explains. My question is answered.
After the second lap I get the chance to leave the car. The right moment; my stomach, and also the temperature turned from warm to hot. Taking the helmet off, fresh air! I walk to the spectators’ place, turn around: The Castiron is already on his next lap.
Many thanks from The Castiron to Lady Dodo!
See you next Friday.
God bless you, all the best!